(Verse 1) Never stressin’, never break a sweat, Got these totes in motion, ain't no weight on me yet. Slide past the heavy, like I’m dancin’ through air, Envelopes my hustle, stacked ight with care Box cutter in my hand, I never cut ‘em slack, Every scan’s a payday, I ain't ever lookin’ back. Tape gun grips, but I never get stuck, I cherry-pick the smooth while they drown in the muck. (Pre-Chorus) I see the weight, I let it glide, Finessin’ moves, I’m certified. Conveyor flowin’, let it ride, I pull the best, they take a dive. (Chorus) I ain’t touched a heavy box in years, Dodgin’ all that struggle, shiftin’ gears. You break your back, I flow with grace, Cherry pickpocket never leaves a trace. (Verse 2) I want those spiffy jiffies, that’s my favorite weight class, While they wrestle with the bulk, I just sit back and laugh. Got my buddy on the low, sendin’ totes down below, As they hit my station, watch my numbers grow Can't holster my scanner, in this life of crime They wonder how I do it, I’m always right on time. Flip the label, snatch the tote, make it disappear, The rest are tangled up like a baby deer. (Pre-Chorus) (Chorus) (Verse 3) Pickin’ them cherries, yeah, I’m first in line, Keep the bricks for the rookies, let ‘em break they spine. Never rush, never fuss, just a flick of the wrist, I can spot a light load like it’s heaven-sent bliss. Floatin’ through my shift like I’m skatin’ on ice, They huffin’, they puffin’, but I’m chillin’ real nice. I don’t need no favors, I just strategize, While they break they backs, I just analyze. (Bridge – Smooth Breakdown) Some call it shady, I call it skill, Workin’ smart, not hard, that’s the deal. Knife in my hand, but I cut no ties, They stuck on the grind, I won't apologize. (Verse 4) I’m quick on the uptake, got no time to waste, I glide through the orders, keepin’ up the pace. Light on my feet, like I’m dancin’ in place, No heavy lifting, just a subtle embrace. Open the box, slice with finesse, Polybag ready, never settle for less. I’m smooth as butter, got that Midas touch, Every pull, every turn, just don’t ask too much. (Verse 5) I’m a warehouse ninja, quick with the scan, Totes and envelopes don’t even have a plan. While they break a sweat, I’m three steps ahead, I don’t need no rest, just another package instead. No trucks to fear, I’m already set, I breeze through the chaos like I’m settin' up chess. From the A to the Z, I’m a work of art, Snatchin' during standup, now that's a fast start! (Pre-Chorus) (Chorus) (Outro – Fading Smoothly) Tape gun grip, I make it stick, If you know, then you know—this ain’t just a trick. Conveyor’s rollin’, so I let it go, Cherry-pick king, yeah, they already know.
